Weekdays Lyrics

Weekday mornings, coffee smell in the air
After you've gone and the children have left for school
I'm alone and I think about all the plans we made
I think about all the dreams I had and I wonder if I'm a fool

Weekday midday, I've got the marketing done
Plenty to do but nothing to tax my mind that's all right, it's a habit
Heaven knows I can always watch the daytime shows
And wonder which story's mine

She loved a man she knew little about
After so many years of trying
So many years of doing without
Oh, but what's the use of crying?

Weekday evenings, we sit and I realize
You've dreamed too and I kind of understand
I've been with you and you need me to take care of you
But we'll work it out so I'm a person too

And we'll help each other, the best that we can
'Cause I'm your woman and you're my man

Carole King - Fantasy

Mar 1991

1. Fantasy Beginning
2. You've Been Around Too Long
3. Being At War With Each Other
4. Directions
5. That's How Things Go Down
6. Weekdays
7. Haywood
8. A Quiet Place To Live
9. Welfare Symphony
10. You Light Up My Life
11. Corazon
12. Believe In Humanity
13. Fantasy End